Welcome back to another "What I mean when I say..." Today we are looking at a pretty silly topic. What do I mean when I say "I'm athletic"? Surprisingly, this seems to be a controversial topic for me. I'm either met with "Oh, you like exercising" or "What do you lift? How fast do you… Continue reading “I’m athletic”
Running is hard. We know that. It takes effort, our heart rate goes up, our breathing is labored, blah blah. We know that. But what if I said that stopping is the hard part of running? You'd probably slap me and tell me I'm a big fat liar. And I wouldn't fault you for that. Yes, running… Continue reading Break Through The Mile Mark
Hot button issue here! Well, if you're a runner at least. If you're not, this may not seem like such a controversial issue. But it is. And it's about to get heated. My view? Don't run with music. But let's get into it before I'm persecuted. Okay, so you're a runner. Which means you run and you might even… Continue reading Running: With or Without Music?
"I can't. I have to..." Exercise, train, run, bike, workout. Any variation of the above. The people who know me know not to question this. Tha's not to say that they know why. They just know better than to suggest I skip a workout. There have been many an occasion where I turn down coffee, dinner,… Continue reading I Have To Exercise
Summer is still here! When we think about summer we think about sun, joy, relaxation, and the heat. When designing and thinking about this flow, I wondered how I could put all of those together to embody the feeling of summer. Today's yoga is a special flow centered on heat. First off, if you are eager… Continue reading Summer Yoga
I've said it before but I'll say it again. You thought of something when I said this. Maybe that should be your "sign", if you're looking for one at least. But this post is going to be about running. Actually, it's going to be about not running. Which is, to me, the hardest and most important… Continue reading Take A Break From It
It started almost one year ago with an injury from an idiot who never apologized. That was the beginning of everything. The injury and everything afterward brought me to my knees physically and mentally. And I am lucky to have been forced to my knees. I'm lucky to have been so broken and so hurt. I'm lucky… Continue reading When What You Love Kills You
There is a moment right before you give up. In the breath before you stop running, there is a small, very potent moment of time. Right before you put the pen down, there is a moment of maximum fatigue and frustration. In the second before you lose your balancing pose, there is a hidden choice, one second… Continue reading The Moment Before You Give Up